Luyện nghe bài hát Lyrical .44

[Redman] come!!!!!
[Marley] Play this song on your radio, play this song on your fuckin radio
[Verse 1: Method
Oh no, another flow lyrica fo'
If it gets deep, jump in feet then hold yo' nose
I'm a beast when you step on my toe you my whistle
'em hoe, you see my pistol lettin it go
I couldn't wait to do a song right, 'gon do ya wrong
Time to party, Meth, Stephen Marley and Jr.
So selecta, come with it, shit it
Now y'all done did it, supper ready come get it
Now who 'gon stop me block me pop me knock me
Jamaica posse most high Selassie
willin, another sound boy killin
I'm hot bitch I don't catch or catch feelings
The be the ghetto youth
And Def Jam y'all the Meth Man take care of his fam
That's what y'all do
our skin we plannin to win
Worldwide the people we be jammin again
[Verse 2:
way for Reggie Hammond
Got more than grand canyon
I, dig 'em out then tie 'em up for
I, at your feet make you start dancin
I'm pissin on your where ya campin
Doctor got the ziplock from
When the zig zag roll I'll rip zip code
Got fucked up off the hypno
I tip toe, wait till they bend over
(There I go) Aiyyo
I got a mo ped in sittin on twenties
(Blaow!) out, guns in the air
(Blaow!) guns in the air
No Belvedere it's Tiger Bone to get it
Aiyyo dread right or
I'm a sinner, winner of the swimmers
Eat dinner, in front of Bob pin up
[Chorus:
I don't care about your bling bling
Over we let them things ring
BLAOW!!! it to me BLAOW!!! give it to me
BLAOW!!! it up BLAOW!!! give it up
I don't care about your bling bling
Over here we let them ring
BLAOW!!! Give it to me BLAOW!!! One
BLAOW!!! give it to me BLAOW!!! it up
[Verse 3: "Jr. Gong" Marley]
I neva why so much ganja reach ya
And dem a how so much conquer feature
dem so big a must a Bunny Bob and Peter
Teach it like a preach it like a preacher
Put you in a
Pussy couldn't style mi up no under achieve
di rizla gimme di blunt and a sensimillia
Gimme di chunks gimme di cup and a couple
Jr. di veteran a trouble when mi reach ya
DJ fi fi fan dem inna and di bleacha
Jumpin off on di , you best believe yah
Babylon a smell and couldn't get mi neitha
Well ever a likkle ghetto yute dem get di crippled
So mi know seh babylon dem a go get a
Everytime when we hear some politician
When a di big ting promote I'm right wid di clip in
So just smile now yuh flip yuh likkle flippin
Got a big forty five it's finga lickin
Then mi buck up yuh face so far yuh don't know what's
Dem wonderin how yuh get so slim it's yuh fat and go gym
Get mi girl inna mi cabin and mi stabbin
It is dappin jappin it is non stoppin
Hey! No pork cook inna mi kitchen
If a gal try dat a dead pigeon
Well a tear off mi pants stitchen
Natty dreadlocks inna di benz and have switchin
If a bwoy nuh dat him may end up missin
Rastafari dun yuh but yuh don't listen
Marley]
Play this song on your fuckin radio, play song on your fuckin radio